Pour water. "
Mrs. Xu sat down and asked, "I'll say it again. Why did you want to fool around with Liao Yazhe? Don't you know how bad the rumors are now? If your reputation is ruined, who among the wealthy families in Hong Kong will dare to marry you in the future?"
Xu Miaoer found that her parents only knew how to blame her, saying that her reputation was ruined, while Liao Jiqing was the one who clarified things for her. Even the news that she and Feng Xueming had broken up a long time ago was first spread by Liao Jiqing, and then by her father. She asked, "Mom, have you clarified this with the reporters? Feng Xueming and I broke up a long time ago, so even if I start a new relationship, it's nothing."
"What do you mean it's nothing? Even if you explain, you are a girl, you and Feng Xueming set a wedding date and then broke up, and within two months, you were fooling around with Liao Yazhe again, what would others think?" Mrs. Xu's face was full of anger, "If a woman has a bad reputation, her life will be difficult in the future."
"Can't I feed myself? Can't I support myself?"
Mrs. Xu looked at her, feeling very disappointed: "Why are you so confused? Who gave you the drug? Was it that Fan Qi? Open your eyes. She stopped at the edge of the cliff and did not continue to make that kind of film. After getting married, she knew that they were showing their love scenes to the public all day long. But after all, she is a prostitute in the entertainment industry. Her behavior is disgusting. You are not a rich lady. You have to follow her and be manipulated by her?"
Xu Miaoer couldn't control her temper after all: "Mom, I choose my own life. I'm already 27, not young anymore."
"I'm your mother, how can I control you?" Mrs. Xu was so angry that she burst into tears. "I carried you for ten months and gave birth to you. I did it all for your own good..."
Seeing her mother crying like this, Xu Miaoer could only sit down and restrain herself: "Mom, I can live a good life, don't worry about me."
"Miao'er, your dad's request for you to be with the playboy from the Zhu family is definitely not acceptable, but in your current situation, even capable young masters would not look down on you." Mrs. Xu reached out and held her daughter's hand. "Mrs. Feng came to me today and said that Xueming locked himself up and refused to listen to advice. She said that he still wanted you in his heart and that he would definitely change. Miao'er, a playboy who returns is more valuable than gold! In Hong Kong, people have always been tolerant of men but very harsh on girls. No matter how unruly a man is, as long as he has a family background, he will only have a few more gossips. You used to be devoted to Xueming, and you also gave yourself to him. Wouldn't it be great for you to continue to be together?"
In the past, Xu Miaoer would compromise as long as Feng Xueming put her in the position of the main wife and gave her enough respect, let alone come back to her.
Now she really couldn't listen to her mother's remarks: "Mom, if he comes back, it has nothing to do with me. I will never be with him."
Mrs. Xu saw that her daughter was not listening, and finally flew into a rage: "You have lost your mind. You don't want to listen to good advice, and you have to make yourself look bad? I gave you a way out, but you didn't want it, you insisted..."
Mrs. Xu threw a pillow at Xu Miaoer. The pillow didn't hurt, but Xu Miaoer knew how torturous the words that followed were.
"I've given so much for you, and I endured it even though your dad scolded me at home all day long because of you..."
"Enough!" Xu Miaoer screamed sharply. She knew she shouldn't do this, but she just couldn't control herself. She really couldn't control herself.
Mrs. Xu finally stopped after being yelled at by her daughter. She said with disappointment on her face, "I really can't control you anymore. Forget it! Forget it!"
Watching her mother leave with a disappointed expression, Xu Miaoer curled up on the sofa and sobbed.
She didn't know how long she cried. The phone rang for a long time. She picked up the phone and it was Liao Yazhe on the other end. He said, "Miao'er, I bought a novel myself. It's very good. I tell you, it made me laugh to death."
She said with a nasal voice: "Really? Liao Yazhe, I'm tired today, why don't you tell me tomorrow?"
The voice on the other side was a little disappointed, and he said, "Okay! You take a rest."
Xu Miaoer hung up the phone, feeling very strange. He had only said a few silly words, but she felt calmer.
She sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, in a daze. At least she didn't feel so bad anymore. She really hoped that the day would dawn soon so that she could go to work.
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